“am I top or bottom” I whispered as we started a two player game of Mario Kart
In Maui at last. The USA en route was awesome.
I’m awake everyday since I got back half five without fail, food isn’t even going to my stomach; this psychological torment is killing me slowly.
Why is everyone giving me shit, even if I manage to get away I’ve already lost everything, I can’t escape this hollow feeling.
There are great people and some not so great people. Forgive and forget, not regret and revenge.